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Seaward. The forest recedes into a clearing. A farmhouse supervises neat rows of gold-stalked wheat. A pair of figures search through the undergrowth, voices dulled by the warm air.
>[BREEZE] - Direct the child home with the noonday breeze. [-1 FAITH]
>[DEW] - Direct the child home with the flow of dew upon bladed grass. [-1 FAITH]